Happy Hour Songtext
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Happy Hour Songtext
(Oh-oh) ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
(Oh-oh) ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Happy hour, Henny sour, margarita, why you so salty at
Happy hour? Henny sour, Tequila soda, why you so sad at
Happy hour? Henny sour, gin and tonic, who you goin′ bad on?
We been here for mad, mad, mad long
What a life, half price happy hour, how could I be mad?
Drinkin' early, thirsty Thursdays, weed and rosé, hurry up and past that back
Bartender, why you so sad? Oh, that′s yo' nigga? Fuck yo' nigga
I think I love you, maybe I′m too drunk, my money right, so, the next round on me
Happy hour, Henny sour, margarita, why you so salty at
Happy hour? Henny sour, Tequila soda, why you so sad (so sad) at
Happy hour? Henny sour, gin and tonic, who you goin′ bad on?
We been here for mad, mad, mad long
Nappy hour, Mr. Nasty time for at least another half an hour, look
I can go a couple more times, get a cup of noodles and pork rinds
Netflix in the background, we don't have to shower
(Ow-ooh) I did it again, I did it again
The double margarita goes to your friend
So, give me the salt, I′m 'bout to lick the rim
Oh, you thought it was a game
Oh, you never had it this way
Oh, the neighbors gonna know my name
And they gon′ know this was your happiest hour
Probably didn't expect me to last for an hour
Droppin′ a bomb off right in that lotus flower
One more drink, and I'ma have the power to keep this going for another
Happy hour (whoa-oh), Henny sour (oh-oh), margarita, (ooh) why you so salty at
Happy hour? (Happy), Henny sour (Henny), Tequila soda (whoa-oh), why you so sad at
Happy hour? Henny sour, gin and tonic, who you goin' bad on?
We been here for mad, mad, mad long (yeah, yeah, yeah)
This ain′t even supposed to be no sad song
It′s a faded song
(Oh-oh) ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Happy hour, Henny sour, margarita, why you so salty at
Happy hour? Henny sour, Tequila soda, why you so sad at
Happy hour? Henny sour, gin and tonic, who you goin′ bad on?
We been here for mad, mad, mad long
What a life, half price happy hour, how could I be mad?
Drinkin' early, thirsty Thursdays, weed and rosé, hurry up and past that back
Bartender, why you so sad? Oh, that′s yo' nigga? Fuck yo' nigga
I think I love you, maybe I′m too drunk, my money right, so, the next round on me
Happy hour, Henny sour, margarita, why you so salty at
Happy hour? Henny sour, Tequila soda, why you so sad (so sad) at
Happy hour? Henny sour, gin and tonic, who you goin′ bad on?
We been here for mad, mad, mad long
Nappy hour, Mr. Nasty time for at least another half an hour, look
I can go a couple more times, get a cup of noodles and pork rinds
Netflix in the background, we don't have to shower
(Ow-ooh) I did it again, I did it again
The double margarita goes to your friend
So, give me the salt, I′m 'bout to lick the rim
Oh, you thought it was a game
Oh, you never had it this way
Oh, the neighbors gonna know my name
And they gon′ know this was your happiest hour
Probably didn't expect me to last for an hour
Droppin′ a bomb off right in that lotus flower
One more drink, and I'ma have the power to keep this going for another
Happy hour (whoa-oh), Henny sour (oh-oh), margarita, (ooh) why you so salty at
Happy hour? (Happy), Henny sour (Henny), Tequila soda (whoa-oh), why you so sad at
Happy hour? Henny sour, gin and tonic, who you goin' bad on?
We been here for mad, mad, mad long (yeah, yeah, yeah)
This ain′t even supposed to be no sad song
It′s a faded song
Writer(s): Robert Glasper, Terrace Jahmal Martin, Faheem Najm, Dernst Emile Ii, Simmie Sims, Jahphet Negast Landis, Andrew Bolooki Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com